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CHAPTER 1
The whole group laughed at the cheeky joke. Sex
was a taboo subject back at home, but not in
college, even though it was the second day of our
freshman orientation program.
Cooper ushered us into the auditorium. As I
approached the door, he smiled softly at me,
instantly making me blush.
“Nice to see you again, Miss Marker.” I stared into
his hazel eyes and responded with a coy smile.
From the corner of my eye, I saw the girls giggling.
“Come with us, Wendy!” Clarissa said, with the
practiced smile she wore almost all the time. “You
have to tell us about last night” She whispered.
“I told you, nothing happened! I was lost, and he
helped me find the room”, I said with a shrug and a
wide smile, sitting down. “He was just really good
at it,” I added, making them giggle again.
Of course, nothing had happened, but I let them
believe otherwise. I guess I wanted something to
happen. In my 19 years of life, I had never even
kissed a boy. I was so ashamed to admit it that last
night, after getting back to the dorm room, I
pretended to fall asleep just to avoid the
conversation they were having about their first
sexual relationships. I had lain in my bed, quietly
hearing the stories, doing everything I could to
keep my arousal from betraying me, getting carried
away by the moisture in my panties and the
stiffness in my bra.
“… And so they established this wonderful house
of studies .” I heard Cooper in the distance, but the
college’s history couldn’t possibly have kept my
mind from wandering into last night’s memories. I
recalled Anna’s story clearly because it was the
most exciting. She told Clarissa she had hooked up
with a substitute professor the first week of junior
year, and she used the words pounding and filling
so often that only remembering it made me wet
with desire.
I looked at Cooper again, and we locked eyes for a
second, making me bite my lower lip. What would
have happened if we had gone to his room last
night, instead?
I imagined his plump lips gently kissing mine
while his hands ran over my lean body, finding
their way below my skirt. Would he like my flirty
red lace panties? Probably, but maybe we should
get them out of the way. I pictured him taking them
off, kissing my whole body on the way down until
his lips found my virgin inner thighs, where he
stopped to fool around until I was wet and
throbbing. A bolt of electricity ran through my
spine as I imagined myself begging him to use his
cock instead, to pound me and fill me. As I
conceived his bone was thrusting into my creamy
pussy, I felt such an urgent need to masturbate I
almost hide a finger inside of me right there in
front of everyone.
Instead, I let out a sigh and looked up again to see
Cooper explaining the next activity. “You have to
forms groups of three, but do not repeat the same
as yesterday” Cooper instructed when they arrived
at the garden. I heard Anna “aww” but I knew
friends was not going to be my main concern. I had
always made friends with ease, and before long I
was teamed up with a cute ginger girl named
Virginia and a thin, smart boy who asked to be
called Teddy.
After the group dynamic, we moved on to the last
activity in the orientation program: a small fair of
all the groups and student societies in the
university. Teddy asked me out for lunch, which I
gracefully refused by making up a get-together with
Clarissa and Anna.
I found them under a big white banner with the
words “Go Greek!” written in decorated letters,
casually chatting with a couple of other freshmen.
They introduced me to them, and we traversed the
fair, gathering pamphlets, flyers, and brochures
from all sort of groups. We picked a few
complimentary sandwiches from the refreshment
station and found a spot in the garden to sit down
and munch under the warm August sun.
“What about you, Wendy? Are you rushing for a
sorority?” Asked Sam, a tanned, fit girl who came
from a private school and seemed very quiet.
“Of course! My top choice is Beta Tau, but I’m
assisting other parties just in case.”
“I’m sure they will bid you” Replied Sam, “You
are very nice and pretty.”
“Wow, thank you! Are you rushing?”
“I’m legacy in Alpha Omicron Pi, so that is the
only sorority I want to pledge. Besides, Charlie is
a legacy in Delta Psi, and the houses are right next
to each other” She said, looking at her boyfriend, a
short blonde guy who was also very athletic.
“I hope to see you again!” Charlie said after we
ate, smiling pleasantly. They went their way and I
hanged out with Clarissa and Anna, who were both
rushing for a sorority with their choices split
between Alpha Omicron Pi and Beta Tau.
I attended many rush parties but never changed my
mind about joining Beta Tau, even though I was
lured into other sororities by initiated members.
When Bid Day finally came, I had brunch with
Clarissa and Anna to talk about our choices.
“I received an invitation from Alpha Omicron Pi
and Beta Tau,” Clarissa said, “so I’m torn”
“I thought you were ‘all in’ for Alpha Omicron Pi”
Anna reminded her. “Personally, I wanted Beta
Tau, but after seeing their mess of a house, I’m
more inclined to Alpha.”
“Oh, but imagine it!” I urged them. “The makeover
will be fun, and after that, it will look like a luxury
suite. My mind is set on Beta Tau.”
We talked for a few more minutes, but I ultimately
convinced them to join Beta Tau. We went to the
house to deliver our acceptance letters and started
our initiation process. The three of us moved to the
house that same day. It was a near-abandoned
house on the edge of the campus, and most of our
initiation consisted of making it inhabitable again.
There was a huge list of chores near the entrance,
and every sister took one and did their part. My big
sister, Josie, was in charge of assigning my chores.
Although she seemed to like me genuinely, it was a
tradition that bigs gave their littles the most
uncomfortable and nasty chores. Clarissa had to
fill some holes in the walls almost by herself, and
Anna had to clean the floor in the attic, which was
moldy and dusty.
“I need you to clean every surface in the kitchen,
so we have plenty of space for drinks and snacks”
She instructed me after I finished dusting the
couches.
“No problem, Jo,” I replied and headed to my new
chore station.
Another initiate, Karen, was cleaning up the
cabinets and asked me for a trash bag. I handed it
to her without question, but the trash she threw
made me curious.
“I thought this house was completely abandoned,” I
said
“I don’t think that is in question anymore, Wendy,”
she replied. “This house hasn’t been inhabited for
years, probably, other than the rats that made those
holes in the walls.”
“But, these wrappers! They can’t be more than a
week old.”
“That is absurd, honey. Are you suggesting
somebody has been living here? Here?”
“Well, somebody must have left them, and
recently!”
“That is absurd,” agreed an initiate nearby, who
everyone called Babe. “Besides, more than 30
sisters live in this house. It is easier to think some
of them brought this in than to think there’s an
intruder and none of us has noticed!”
“You’re right,” I gave up, somehow not quite
convinced. “I was silly.”
“All I know is I could use a good burger right
now!”, exclaimed Babe
“Me, too! But all we’re getting tonight is that
vegetarian salad.”
Babe sighed and with a cheeky tone replied, “I
guess they’re just getting us ready for tomorrow
night’s meat banquet.”
“Alexa!”, Karen laughed. “No wonder they call
you Babe.”
“What can I say, Karen. I do enjoy a good meat.”
Awkward as I felt, I laughed, and I kept scrubbing
the countertop. All thoughts about the food
wrappers were replaced with anxiety for the next
day’s party. This was the first mixer party of the
year, and I knew just what it would take to fit in.
“Sex,” I thought, making my insides tingle. Was I
supposed to lose my virginity to a random boy at a
party? I had deliberately spent high school
avoiding meaningless encounters, waiting for a Mr.
Right who never came, but now I found myself
completely compelled to fulfill the expectations of
my sorority.
“Sex,” I thought again, this time feeling a little
more attracted to the idea. Cooper was a senior of
Kappa Omega, a fraternity closely related to Beta
Tau, and they would probably attend Beta’s party.
“Maybe he will be glad to see me again, and he
can tell me all about the college’s history.” The
thought of partying with Cooper cheered me up
instantly, and a little smile escaped my lips now
and then, always complemented by a chill up my
spine and a sting in my inner thighs.
CHAPTER 1
The whole group laughed at the cheeky joke. Sex
was a taboo subject back at home, but not in
college, even though it was the second day of our
freshman orientation program.
Cooper ushered us into the auditorium. As I
approached the door, he smiled softly at me,
instantly making me blush.
“Nice to see you again, Miss Marker.” I stared into
his hazel eyes and responded with a coy smile.
From the corner of my eye, I saw the girls giggling.
“Come with us, Wendy!” Clarissa said, with the
practiced smile she wore almost all the time. “You
have to tell us about last night” She whispered.
“I told you, nothing happened! I was lost, and he
helped me find the room”, I said with a shrug and a
wide smile, sitting down. “He was just really good
at it,” I added, making them giggle again.
Of course, nothing had happened, but I let them
believe otherwise. I guess I wanted something to
happen. In my 19 years of life, I had never even
kissed a boy. I was so ashamed to admit it that last
night, after getting back to the dorm room, I
pretended to fall asleep just to avoid the
conversation they were having about their first
sexual relationships. I had lain in my bed, quietly
hearing the stories, doing everything I could to
keep my arousal from betraying me, getting carried
away by the moisture in my panties and the
stiffness in my bra.
“… And so they established this wonderful house
of studies .” I heard Cooper in the distance, but the
college’s history couldn’t possibly have kept my
mind from wandering into last night’s memories. I
recalled Anna’s story clearly because it was the
most exciting. She told Clarissa she had hooked up
with a substitute professor the first week of junior
year, and she used the words pounding and filling
so often that only remembering it made me wet
with desire.
I looked at Cooper again, and we locked eyes for a
second, making me bite my lower lip. What would
have happened if we had gone to his room last
night, instead?
I imagined his plump lips gently kissing mine
while his hands ran over my lean body, finding
their way below my skirt. Would he like my flirty
red lace panties? Probably, but maybe we should
get them out of the way. I pictured him taking them
off, kissing my whole body on the way down until
his lips found my virgin inner thighs, where he
stopped to fool around until I was wet and
throbbing. A bolt of electricity ran through my
spine as I imagined myself begging him to use his
cock instead, to pound me and fill me. As I
conceived his bone was thrusting into my creamy
pussy, I felt such an urgent need to masturbate I
almost hide a finger inside of me right there in
front of everyone.
Instead, I let out a sigh and looked up again to see
Cooper explaining the next activity. “You have to
forms groups of three, but do not repeat the same
as yesterday” Cooper instructed when they arrived
at the garden. I heard Anna “aww” but I knew
friends was not going to be my main concern. I had
always made friends with ease, and before long I
was teamed up with a cute ginger girl named
Virginia and a thin, smart boy who asked to be
called Teddy.
After the group dynamic, we moved on to the last
activity in the orientation program: a small fair of
all the groups and student societies in the
university. Teddy asked me out for lunch, which I
gracefully refused by making up a get-together with
Clarissa and Anna.
I found them under a big white banner with the
words “Go Greek!” written in decorated letters,
casually chatting with a couple of other freshmen.
They introduced me to them, and we traversed the
fair, gathering pamphlets, flyers, and brochures
from all sort of groups. We picked a few
complimentary sandwiches from the refreshment
station and found a spot in the garden to sit down
and munch under the warm August sun.
“What about you, Wendy? Are you rushing for a
sorority?” Asked Sam, a tanned, fit girl who came
from a private school and seemed very quiet.
“Of course! My top choice is Beta Tau, but I’m
assisting other parties just in case.”
“I’m sure they will bid you” Replied Sam, “You
are very nice and pretty.”
“Wow, thank you! Are you rushing?”
“I’m legacy in Alpha Omicron Pi, so that is the
only sorority I want to pledge. Besides, Charlie is
a legacy in Delta Psi, and the houses are right next
to each other” She said, looking at her boyfriend, a
short blonde guy who was also very athletic.
“I hope to see you again!” Charlie said after we
ate, smiling pleasantly. They went their way and I
hanged out with Clarissa and Anna, who were both
rushing for a sorority with their choices split
between Alpha Omicron Pi and Beta Tau.
I attended many rush parties but never changed my
mind about joining Beta Tau, even though I was
lured into other sororities by initiated members.
When Bid Day finally came, I had brunch with
Clarissa and Anna to talk about our choices.
“I received an invitation from Alpha Omicron Pi
and Beta Tau,” Clarissa said, “so I’m torn”
“I thought you were ‘all in’ for Alpha Omicron Pi”
Anna reminded her. “Personally, I wanted Beta
Tau, but after seeing their mess of a house, I’m
more inclined to Alpha.”
“Oh, but imagine it!” I urged them. “The makeover
will be fun, and after that, it will look like a luxury
suite. My mind is set on Beta Tau.”
We talked for a few more minutes, but I ultimately
convinced them to join Beta Tau. We went to the
house to deliver our acceptance letters and started
our initiation process. The three of us moved to the
house that same day. It was a near-abandoned
house on the edge of the campus, and most of our
initiation consisted of making it inhabitable again.
There was a huge list of chores near the entrance,
and every sister took one and did their part. My big
sister, Josie, was in charge of assigning my chores.
Although she seemed to like me genuinely, it was a
tradition that bigs gave their littles the most
uncomfortable and nasty chores. Clarissa had to
fill some holes in the walls almost by herself, and
Anna had to clean the floor in the attic, which was
moldy and dusty.
“I need you to clean every surface in the kitchen,
so we have plenty of space for drinks and snacks”
She instructed me after I finished dusting the
couches.
“No problem, Jo,” I replied and headed to my new
chore station.
Another initiate, Karen, was cleaning up the
cabinets and asked me for a trash bag. I handed it
to her without question, but the trash she threw
made me curious.
“I thought this house was completely abandoned,” I
said
“I don’t think that is in question anymore, Wendy,”
she replied. “This house hasn’t been inhabited for
years, probably, other than the rats that made those
holes in the walls.”
“But, these wrappers! They can’t be more than a
week old.”
“That is absurd, honey. Are you suggesting
somebody has been living here? Here?”
“Well, somebody must have left them, and
recently!”
“That is absurd,” agreed an initiate nearby, who
everyone called Babe. “Besides, more than 30
sisters live in this house. It is easier to think some
of them brought this in than to think there’s an
intruder and none of us has noticed!”
“You’re right,” I gave up, somehow not quite
convinced. “I was silly.”
“All I know is I could use a good burger right
now!”, exclaimed Babe
“Me, too! But all we’re getting tonight is that
vegetarian salad.”
Babe sighed and with a cheeky tone replied, “I
guess they’re just getting us ready for tomorrow
night’s meat banquet.”
“Alexa!”, Karen laughed. “No wonder they call
you Babe.”
“What can I say, Karen. I do enjoy a good meat.”
Awkward as I felt, I laughed, and I kept scrubbing
the countertop. All thoughts about the food
wrappers were replaced with anxiety for the next
day’s party. This was the first mixer party of the
year, and I knew just what it would take to fit in.
“Sex,” I thought, making my insides tingle. Was I
supposed to lose my virginity to a random boy at a
party? I had deliberately spent high school
avoiding meaningless encounters, waiting for a Mr.
Right who never came, but now I found myself
completely compelled to fulfill the expectations of
my sorority.
“Sex,” I thought again, this time feeling a little
more attracted to the idea. Cooper was a senior of
Kappa Omega, a fraternity closely related to Beta
Tau, and they would probably attend Beta’s party.
“Maybe he will be glad to see me again, and he
can tell me all about the college’s history.” The
thought of partying with Cooper cheered me up
instantly, and a little smile escaped my lips now
and then, always complemented by a chill up my
spine and a sting in my inner thighs.
CHAPTER 2
When I finished with my chores in the kitchen, I
went to the living room to wind down. I felt too
dirty to use the couch, so I just crashed on the
floor. After a while, I was joined by Anna who had
finished sweeping and scrubbing the attic.
“I’m going to take the bubbliest bath ever. And then
I’ll take another one”, she said with a sigh. “You
can join me if you like,” she added with a grin.
I returned the grin and said, “Sure, can I bring a
friend?”
“Sadly, little sisters, you’ll have to postpone your
soapy orgy.” Jo’s words made me blush even
more. “The basement still needs help. It’s not as
dirty as the attic, but it’s dusty, and there are way
too many useless thingamabobs.”
I chuckled at her choice of words and walked with
Anna down to the basement with sweeps and trash
bags.
I climbed down the flight of very dusty stairs and
scanned the room. I saw a few boxes, old chairs, a
pile of ugly paintings and a mattress.
“Why leave all this stuff in a basement?”, Anna
asked rhetorically.
The mattress called my attention. In the midst of all
this dusty and abandoned things, this one object
was clean and neat. There was even a pile of
clothes where the head of a person would have
rested.
“We can clean up around it and leave it down
here,” Anna suggested. “It may be of use.”
“Looks like somebody already had that idea,” I
said, reaching for a couple of beer bottles that
were placed in a corner. When I picked them up, I
froze. They were cold. I was almost certain that
every sister was upstairs, cleaning or tidying, yet
here there were two cold bottles of beer. I stared at
the mattress and the pile of clothes that would
serve as a pillow, and I remembered the food
wrappers. I looked at Anna in fright, but I suddenly
knew she would brush it off just like Karen and
Alexa. “She’ll just think I’m crazy.” I thrashed the
bottles in one of the bags we had brought from
upstairs.
We went upstairs after cleaning and tidying the
basement, to find most sisters had already finished
with her chores and were lying in the living room.
“We’re done, too,” my partner announced, crashing
on the floor.
“We left the mattress just like we found it,” I
added, furtively hoping someone would inquire
about the mattress and realize its oddness. Instead,
the only answer I received was, “We have a
mattress in the basement? That’s so convenient!”
I sighed and let myself rest on the floor.
I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and
calm...